"Ugh..."

The iron rod, which was almost as tall as him, was used as a crutch by the stick, and he struck the ground a dozen times in succession. After walking in a circle for a few steps, the www.biquge.info stick finally let out a long sigh, and his lonely expression showed a bit of regret and vicissitudes. For some reason, after this long sigh came out, his entire spirit seemed to disappear with it, and he looked as if he had aged twenty years in that instant.

"Are you sure you want to know the answer?"

Erica nodded without hesitation.

"You... Are you really sure? After a moment's hesitation, Stickser asked the same question again, and this time Erica's face was even worse.

"For this answer you have owed me for so many years, I risked my life to do you a favor and almost paid for my right arm. Do you think I want to know? Erica asked through gritted teeth, her left hand already with her signature iron ruler. The cold blade reflected the pale moonlight, illuminating her murderous countenance.

"Okay—" After a moment of silence, the stick finally nodded. I'll tell you what you want to know. ”

"Actually, I don't know your parents."

The iron ruler stabbed like a spear at the stick's face, stopping less than half an inch from his nose. Stick's eyes blinked, but he didn't make any resistance.

"Don't test my patience, old man." Erica's patience had reached its limit, and she felt that she could kill the old man she once respected so much at any moment. "Back then, you personally brought me unconscious to the Cliff of Trial of the True Pure Society, do you think you can deceive me at this time?"

"I'm not lying, I don't know your parents." In the face of Erica's sharp questioning, the stick replied unhurriedly. "But I should have seen them, but I don't remember or who they were."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Erica, after all these years, you must have killed no less than sixty people, right? How many of them do you really know or recognize? Without a hint of expression, the stick said his answer in a dull tone that did not fluctuate. Seventeen years ago, I single-handedly swept through the base of a Hand Society, killing nearly a hundred people there and all the witnesses around me. Then, I found you in a burning room, less than six years old."

"That's... My parents—" Erica's face turned pale for a moment.

"They may be the support staff in the base, they may be innocent people who have been affected, or they may be those ninjas who have been tortured and killed by me." The stick continued to speak to himself, but his hands quietly grasped his weapon. "Either way, they should have died at my hands."

"You..."

"Of course, it is also possible that you were just a child who had been taken from the streets by the Hand Society to train as a newcomer. If that's the case, then you'll have to work a little harder to find your biological parents. At this, the stick laughed self-deprecatingly. But it doesn't have much to do with my old man. ”

Hearing this perfectly reasonable, but unusually cruel answer to her, Erica's hand trembled. After a while, she spoke slowly, and all color had faded from her ethereal voice, without a trace of emotion.

"Then why did you take me in at the time? Why did you bring me back to the Pure Order, and train me for so many years? ”

"Because you have potential." The answer was simple. "I think you're going to be a good fighter under my training, the sharpest sword in the True Pure Society. Obviously, I was wrong. ”

Before he finished speaking, Erica's iron ruler, which was almost controlled by rage, subconsciously stabbed in the direction of the stick's neck, and the stick's long stick also tilted slightly, blocking the front of the attack. He couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, this time the battle between master and apprentice was inevitable in the end.

However, Erica's attack stopped in mid-air, and with a disdainful glance at the club, who was fully prepared to strike, Erica withdrew her weapon, and spat disdainfully on the ground beside her. Looking at the prudence and vigilance in the face of the old man in front of her, who had raised herself, there was only endless coldness left in her heart. At this moment, she suddenly felt a trace of regret, perhaps this search for her blood relatives was a mistake from the beginning.

"Get out of here." She said coldly. "I don't want to see you again."

"That's nature." The stick nodded, he put away his long stick, and then turned and staggered away.

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After a few minutes, Stickser was already far away, and Erica was still standing there. The footsteps were long gone, and the silent Erica's face was cloudy, and it seemed that her inner fluctuation did not match her rocky exterior at all.

At this moment, dazzling orange-red sparks suddenly burst out in the air on her side. The spark accelerated in an elliptical trajectory in the empty space, and soon turned into a circle formed by the sparks. In the center of the circle is a strange blur, as if it were connected to a different dimension.

In the next second, a woman in a dark green leotard stepped out of the circle. She straightened her hair, then walked over to Erica, who was still motionless. Even in this dimly lit environment, this woman who looked only in her early twenties, but exuded the charm of a mature woman, still looked so attractive.

Lady Hydra, Ophelia. Sargsyan.

"I'm right, even in this case, he still chose to deceive you in this way." The woman, whose waist was as soft as a water snake, snuggled up to Erica's shoulders and teasefully bit her earlobe, gently accentuating a faint scent of orchids in her ears.

"I didn't expect him to tell the truth from the beginning." Erica ignored the woman's teasing, her tone still cold.

But the point is not the fact that he lied, but the way he lied. Even if you want to break your heart to the core, try to extinguish the thought of exploring your own life experience, don't you have doubts, aren't you curious? ”

"Of course I'm curious, of course I want to know all this." A sneer appeared on Erica's face. "But I can't think of why you would want to tell me all this, and I don't know what you want."

"What do I want?" Ophelia, who was beside Erica, laughed, and her snake-like vertical eyes showed a bit of slyness. "Of course, I want you, you're my cutest little swan..."